Does it seem like my head, My Heads been filled with fog all day long?
Perpetual stupor, till I’m headed back home, and I won’t be long

It’s kind of bizarre how much warmth I find
Right when your laser beam gets tuned to mine
I swear I’m melting as we coalesce
Laser beam of consciousness

Does it seem like my voice, is groggy in the morn, or once I get home?
But you keep the light on, that stirs me up much more, more than you’d know

It’s kind of bizarre how much warmth I find
Right when your laser beam gets tuned to mine
I swear I’m melting as we coalesce
Laser beam of consciousness